I’m not a political pundit. I’m not a Beltway insider. I
watch television occasionally, otherwise I’m dependent on public radio, the
internet and a few headlines here or there to inform me what’s going on in the
news. So this isn’t going to be a learned article on a current political
phenomenon. I’m simply observing and reporting. And I’m thinking tonight of
another phenom of a few years ago, coming from the right this time, who’s name
was H. Ross Perot.
For a few months, Ross Perot was the Bernie Saunders of his
day. Here’s a crazy Texas millionaire coming out of left field, not a
snowball’s chance in Hell, but who, by force of his own will, took this country
by the lapels with his rousing oratory and his spot on criticisms of the
Washington status quo. He looked good, if a little strange, on television and
his message resonated.
1992 presidential campaign was Bush vs. Clinton. In the fall
of ’91, with a year to go before the election, presidential polls showed Perot
with 21% support from the electorate, 14 points behind likely Clinton and 16
points behind President Bush. By the following May, Perot was leading
presidential polls in both Texas and California. The Bush and Clinton campaigns
had become concerned to the point that they began attempting to downgrade
Perot. Vice President Dan Quayle (remember that nitwit?) became the most senior
member of the Bush administration to criticize Perot, calling him a "temperamental tycoon".
Perot had named retired Vice Admiral James B. Stockdale, once
awarded the Medal of Honor for his actions during years of captivity
as a POW during the Vietnam War, as his "interim" running mate in
late March. No one knew much about him. I remember the first time I saw Stockdale on TV during a
debate. It was like watching the moment the Challenger mission exploding in
space. You can see it with your eyes but your brain is still saying “what the
hell is this?”
It soon became obvious that he really was loony, but his
choice of Vice President running mate had made the unfortunate Stockdale an object of ridicule; he became instant fodder
for SNL and all the late night talk show hosts looking for an easy, or uneasy, laugh.
Saunders doesn’t have a running mate yet, and there's still a year to go before we cast our votes. It’s possible he
could peak just before the convention and be burned out, a footnote in history,
but election time. But to count him out just because all the pundits and news
channels have already crowned the next Queen Clinton is to do him an injustice.
He’s not a flake. He’s not a brain-fried businessman with too much money and
time on his hands. He’s a well-respected Senator and has been for some time. He talks
sense to almost anyone who listens to him. His failing, which I believe is his
biggest strength, is that he’s a dreamer. He sees things that are and asks how
he can make them better.
It’s half a year to go before we even start thinking about
the summer conventions, I think Bernie is the man to watch. And I think (my
opinion only) that if you think there’s even a ghost of a chance to have the
kind of world he’s talking about, you will take a moment to support his campaign.
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